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Nazis And The Purple Orchid
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Dont worry, Barb ! Everybody cant be good in all !
Promise, after the war, I'll include you in my London'establishment ( you know .... "Chez Madamoiselle " ...) ...
You'll be excellent here !!!View attachment 279964
Maybe that's true Messa. Everyone can't be good in all. But look how much you have taught me already!
So, how about a partnership in "Chez Madamoiselle " after the war? Or maybe you should work for me? By the time this is all over, I should be as "professional" as you, n'est ce pas? 
RacingRodent
Consul
View attachment 279963 Je pense que je viens de mettre à ma place
Hey look on the bright side...when she is cross with me she shoots me full of arrows
Hey look on the bright side...when she is cross with me she shoots me full of arrows
Yes, but there are so many other interesting things she can do
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messaline
Crucified Amazon
OK, Barb, but 50 / 50 !
Yes, but there are so many other interesting things she can dotowith me, that she can't with you
Indeed !
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Barbaria is torn. What is she to do? She hadn’t been an operative more than a month and already the Gestapo had discovered who she was. Should she tell Messaline? What should she tell her? Then she remembered Messa telling her to tell the truth as she knew it- one cannot be tripped up with lies.
That night over a shared magnum of wine Barbaria works up the courage to tell Messaline. She worries that Messa will take her out to a field and put a bullet in her head. She says to Messa “Hermann knows who I am; an OSS plant! If you need to eliminate me I understand.”
“’Eliminate you’… I think not. He is smitten with you! Why else would you still be alive?”
“But I put you in danger!” Barb replies.
“As I have not you- How do you think he found out who you are if I had not told him?” Messa asks.
“You did what???”
“I told him who you are because they think I am a Nazi sympathizer. This only confirms it” Messa relies.
“You could have had me hanged!”
“It is obvious the OSS found you expendable. You neck is a small trade-off for the war effort. Look, Barbaria, espionage is not a pretty business” Messa says as the drone of British Lancasters rumble overhead. “I am sorry I put you in this position. I hope he is at least a decent fuck. Above us twenty percent of those bastards will never make it home. It is the price of this war.”
“Do not lecture me, Messaline. In the daylight the B-17s fly over us. My Brother flew in one- a tail gunner. I don’t know if he is a prisoner of war or dead” I hiss angrily.
“I am sorry. I did not know” Messa says. “But I need you to stay with Hermann. Do not ask him questions. He will talk more than he should sooner or later. Just seduce him and listen and maybe we can get your brother back.”
Barb had little trouble with the seduction…
Tree
That night over a shared magnum of wine Barbaria works up the courage to tell Messaline. She worries that Messa will take her out to a field and put a bullet in her head. She says to Messa “Hermann knows who I am; an OSS plant! If you need to eliminate me I understand.”
“’Eliminate you’… I think not. He is smitten with you! Why else would you still be alive?”
“But I put you in danger!” Barb replies.
“As I have not you- How do you think he found out who you are if I had not told him?” Messa asks.
“You did what???”
“I told him who you are because they think I am a Nazi sympathizer. This only confirms it” Messa relies.
“You could have had me hanged!”
“It is obvious the OSS found you expendable. You neck is a small trade-off for the war effort. Look, Barbaria, espionage is not a pretty business” Messa says as the drone of British Lancasters rumble overhead. “I am sorry I put you in this position. I hope he is at least a decent fuck. Above us twenty percent of those bastards will never make it home. It is the price of this war.”
“Do not lecture me, Messaline. In the daylight the B-17s fly over us. My Brother flew in one- a tail gunner. I don’t know if he is a prisoner of war or dead” I hiss angrily.
“I am sorry. I did not know” Messa says. “But I need you to stay with Hermann. Do not ask him questions. He will talk more than he should sooner or later. Just seduce him and listen and maybe we can get your brother back.”
Barb had little trouble with the seduction…
Tree
So, for better or worse Messa and I are partners in espionage. It gives me nightmares to think about it. Can I trust her? 
And how much more Nazi partying can I take? 
These guys demand so much; and night after night after night too....don't they ever tire of debauchery?
And what if I am found out?
Enough to give a good American girl from the Midwest even worse nightmares than merely thinking about partnering with Messaline.Let me see now, where in my training manual was that section on how to say "I Quit".
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It only gets worse!!!And what if I am found out?
Personally, I think they won't let you keep the pajamas. Everyone has to strip before they go to the "showers".
I only report what I see... It is not good for Barb!!!
Tree
Tree must mention this thread was inspired by 30 or so pictures by Xavrmav. It, like many of my threads, has spiraled out of control with the assistance of both the Blue State and blue letter typist Co-conspirator Barbaria.
Thank you all for your interest but wear your rubber boots as we have yet to wade into the bowels of this debauchery...
Tree
Thank you all for your interest but wear your rubber boots as we have yet to wade into the bowels of this debauchery...
Tree
dunno how much more of this I can wade through, but lead on old red
Is that a snake or Tree???
As promised, Hermann had a phone installed in her bedroom. There was no need to dial as it was a dedicated line to his office. He called Barbara told her he was going to a party that night and wanted her to join him. He added he wanted her stay the night with him then descried in great detail how lick her pussy, suck her tits, and make love to her till dawn. He paused and said he wanted her to finger her pussy while he went into greater detail. Barbara purred “Oh Hermann, I’ve already started!”
Hermann may be Gestapo but he is one hell of a lover…
Promptly at 7 PM his chauffeured Mercedes pulled up. He rang the buzzer and a ravishing looking Barbara in a sleet black dress opened the door. He made no pretense of not inspecting her. So sheer was the dress it was obvious she wore neither a bra nor knickers. She reached for a small black purse and Hermann said she would not need it. She laughed and said “Hermann, I though you knew women! We all need our little purses!”
Om the way to the party Hermann warned Barbara this type of event often turned into an orgy. Barb pouted “So you want me to fuck you friends?”
“No, but my commander’s wife is fond of women, and she will find you enticing. If she wants to make love you will accommodate her wile we watch.”
“What about what told me earlier? Was that just a story to get me to go?” Barbara asked with only thinly veiled anger.
Hermann slipped his hand into the long slit of the dress that ran from her ankle to her hip. His hand roamed between her naked thighs and his pinky brushed her neatly trimmed pubes finding her wet already. Softly he asked “Do I look like a neutered mongrel to you?”
Barb replied by placing her hand on his crotch and found a rock hard erection. She asked how long until they arrived at the party. He told her between twenty minutes to a half hour. Barb whispered “then there is time to take care of this!”
She opened his fly and fastened his belt. She pulled the erection from his pants and lowered her head to take him into her mouth…
Tree
Hermann may be Gestapo but he is one hell of a lover…
Promptly at 7 PM his chauffeured Mercedes pulled up. He rang the buzzer and a ravishing looking Barbara in a sleet black dress opened the door. He made no pretense of not inspecting her. So sheer was the dress it was obvious she wore neither a bra nor knickers. She reached for a small black purse and Hermann said she would not need it. She laughed and said “Hermann, I though you knew women! We all need our little purses!”
Om the way to the party Hermann warned Barbara this type of event often turned into an orgy. Barb pouted “So you want me to fuck you friends?”
“No, but my commander’s wife is fond of women, and she will find you enticing. If she wants to make love you will accommodate her wile we watch.”
“What about what told me earlier? Was that just a story to get me to go?” Barbara asked with only thinly veiled anger.
Hermann slipped his hand into the long slit of the dress that ran from her ankle to her hip. His hand roamed between her naked thighs and his pinky brushed her neatly trimmed pubes finding her wet already. Softly he asked “Do I look like a neutered mongrel to you?”
Barb replied by placing her hand on his crotch and found a rock hard erection. She asked how long until they arrived at the party. He told her between twenty minutes to a half hour. Barb whispered “then there is time to take care of this!”
She opened his fly and fastened his belt. She pulled the erection from his pants and lowered her head to take him into her mouth…
Tree
Hermann’s warning was accurate. His boss’ wife, Helen Gruber, was more than smitten with Barbara, stripping her naked save her shoes, within minutes.
“Oh, Hermann, where have you been hiding this cunt?”
“I have only recently met her, Helen. She is fluent in German, French, and English, having lived in our homeland, here in France, London, and a dismal little city in the norther states of America” Hermann replies.
“Well, she seems to be fodder to be a spy! Let’s take her out to the woods and put a bullet in her head” Helen says. She sees the fear in Barbara’s eyes and says “I am toying with you. I don’t care if you are a spy or not. I want you tonight.”
TREE
“Oh, Hermann, where have you been hiding this cunt?”
“I have only recently met her, Helen. She is fluent in German, French, and English, having lived in our homeland, here in France, London, and a dismal little city in the norther states of America” Hermann replies.
“Well, she seems to be fodder to be a spy! Let’s take her out to the woods and put a bullet in her head” Helen says. She sees the fear in Barbara’s eyes and says “I am toying with you. I don’t care if you are a spy or not. I want you tonight.”
TREE
I learned so much this night. Helen Gruber is my enemy yet my lover. Later, Hermann and I have fantastic sex. I have sex in the ‘superior’ position for the first time. I fuck Hermann instead of him fucking me! Christ, it was good! I controlled ever stroke of his cock inside me! I felt him swell as he wanted to come but I stop and whisper “Not yet, big guy, I get to come first…”
The sun is up when I walk up to the front door of Purple Orchid. I am wobbly from the night of sex, the tall shoes, and crap, am I hung over!!!
I tell Messaline all the names I heard. She seems pleased and says “All you need to do is listen. That is a huge number Gestapo that was there. Get some sleep, Dear…”
Tree
The sun is up when I walk up to the front door of Purple Orchid. I am wobbly from the night of sex, the tall shoes, and crap, am I hung over!!!
I tell Messaline all the names I heard. She seems pleased and says “All you need to do is listen. That is a huge number Gestapo that was there. Get some sleep, Dear…”
Tree
